V2.Chapter 193

"When I saw you for the first time." Zaun replied slowly.

Zhang Zitong was a little puzzled: "Could it be that the tortoise in Heishuitan said that a woman abandoned the body of Lord Seven, and you suspect that woman is me."

Zaun shook his head: "No, it was the first time I saw you, and I had an intuition that something was wrong with you."

"What's the reason for this!" Zhang Zitong felt very wronged. She has been handling cases all the year round, and she also knows that she has intuition. Once she suspects someone, no matter how innocent the evidence is, she will not be able to dispel her doubts, and finally find his criminal evidence. .

Never thought that one day I would lose in the so-called intuition.

Zaan looked at her, and his eyes fell on her long legs: "You are too beautiful, and your figure is too overhanging, which is incompatible with the low-key style of the embroidered clothes messenger. Look at the people around you, they are A qualified embroidered messenger."

Xiao Jianren and the others were about to cry, thinking that Eleventh Master was praising me or scolding me.

Zhang Zitong's face turned red, she never expected to get such approval from the other party, but now she is not happy at all: "I was adopted by Master Seven when I was very young, I explained it to you!"

"To give birth to a daughter with your appearance and temperament, your biological parents will never be ordinary people. The seventh gold medal may not have thought of it in the game or did not want to think in that direction, but I am different. I saw You just noticed the abnormality, you are too good to stand out," Zaun said slowly, "You are destined not to be the Embroidered Clothes Emissary."

Zhang Zitong glanced at him faintly: "Although I haven't seen the face of Master Eleven, I can feel that you are also a handsome and unrestrained person. Why would I be suspected if you can be a gold medal embroidered dress?"

Zaun smiled slightly: "One person like me is enough, others don't have such a good life."

Zhang Zitong: "..."

Even Xiao Jianren and other silver-medal embroidered clothes felt that Mr. Eleven would be too shameless?

"Okay, I've asked the question, it's time to let him go." Zuan said as he walked towards Zhang Zitong.

"Don't move!" Zhang Zitong tightened the dagger in his hand threateningly, and it was already embedded in Xiao Jianren's skin. With a little force, his neck would be cut off.

Zu'an frowned: "You must be aware of how Xiao Jianren treated you during this time. Are you really going to threaten him with his life?"

Hearing his words, Xiao Jianren was ashamed, thinking that his behavior during this period was really embarrassing.

Zhang Zitong's complexion changed, and finally put down the dagger in his hand, and said to Xiao Jianren apologetically, "I'm sorry."

After speaking, he gently pushed him forward with a palm, and then directly wiped the front of his neck with the horizontal knife.

Zaan had been on guard for a long time, with a flick of his finger, a gust of wind bounced the dagger away.

The other silver medal embroidered clothes also took the opportunity to pounce on it, and instantly restrained it with the hook.

But what surprised them was that Zhang Zitong seemed to have no intention of resisting from the beginning to the end.

At this time, Zhang Zitong raised his head and looked at Zu'an, with a sad smile on his face: "Master Eleven, I know I will die, but I still want to say that being able to work with you during this period is the happiest time in my life .”

When Xiao Jianren and the others heard this, they were not too surprised. During this period of getting along, everyone has more or less noticed that compared with Eleventh, they really do not have the slightest competitiveness.

However, Zaan's face changed, and he came to her in an instant, squeezed her mouth open, and saw a strand of black blood soaking out of it, obviously there was poison hidden in her teeth.

He moved his fingers quickly, and quickly sealed her blood circulation, preventing the poison from spreading.

Zhang Zitong smiled sadly: "It's useless, ? This poison is used to commit suicide, it is extremely poisonous, there is no... antidote..."

After speaking, her voice gradually lowered, and her eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

Xiao Jianren's expression darkened, but he knew that this was the best ending for her. Otherwise, there would be countless tortures waiting for her in the prison of the embroidered messenger, so it would be better to die.

But why do I just want to cry so much.

Zu'an didn't hesitate at this time, and directly picked up Zhang Zitong and ran to the inner room beside him: "Wait outside, no matter what you hear, don't come in."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Xiao Jianren and the other silver medal embroidered clothes looked at each other in blank dismay. Eleventh adults, what does this mean? Zhang Zitong has bitten the poison in his teeth, is it possible that he can still be saved?

At this time, Zhang Zitong had the same doubts, and when he was dying, he watched him carry himself into the room and lay it flat on the table.

"What is he going to do, won't..." Zhang Zitong's heart skipped a beat. Although she was dying, she still felt that all this was so...absurd.

That's when Zaun stuck out a finger and jabbed her hard.

"Ah~"

Hearing the voice from inside, Xiao Jianren and the others looked at each other in blank dismay. What the hell is Master Eleven doing?

Could it be that he tortured her while the other party was still breathing?

After a while, muffled groans came from inside from time to time, apparently deliberately suppressed, it sounded like pain, and it seemed like there was a little bit of... joy-joy?

In this way, Xiao Jianren and the others were even more confused. What were they doing inside?

Now that Zhang Zitong had taken the poison, he was obviously dying, how could he still have the energy to make such a sound?

After a while, the voice seemed to be unable to be suppressed anymore, and wave after wave reached several people's ears.

Sweet - greasy and shy, can't help it.

Several people outside the door had experience, so they immediately understood what the sound was.

For a moment, he looked very strange.

I thought Eleventh Master was really based on the principle of not wasting, he was dying...

But no matter what, I feel that this approach is a bit beastly.

Several people patted Xiao Jianren on the shoulder, their eyes full of sympathy.

Xiao Jianren suddenly became anxious: "You must have misunderstood, it will never be what you think."

"It's okay to lie to brothers, but it's not good to lie to yourself. We know how you feel now." The other silver medalists felt more sympathetic at this time, and several of them were still a little sour. I don't like it.

Xiao Jianren's face darkened: "You don't know Master Eleven, I believe he is definitely not that kind of person, and even if it is what you think, he must be saving Miss Zhang, ? ? or have other intentions, not to be fascinated by beauty."

The others sneered a few times, only feeling that they were making fun of themselves, and no longer comforted him.

At this time, there was a high-pitched cry in the room, and then completely calmed down.

Several people heard their hearts beating wildly, their mouths were dry, and they felt that it was not good to stay here, so they went out one after another to leave a private space for the leader.

Xiao Jianren hesitated for a moment, and went out, but he did not go far, but stayed in the yard to prevent anyone else from approaching.

At this moment in the room, Zhang Zitong was covered in fragrance-sweat, and the hair on her temples was tightly attached to her skin. She looked at the man beside her with a flushed face, her expression was a little shocked, but also full of shyness and embarrassment.

Zu'an retracted his finger: "Okay, although the residual poison has not been completely cleaned up, there should be no danger to his life, and he will be able to recover after a period of proper cultivation."

"You... What kind of trick are you doing? Why can you even cure this kind of poison?" Zhang Zitong added in his mind, the key is that there are such embarrassing side effects.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she didn't know if she had used her throat too much just now.

Just now, as a woman, she showed the most unbearable "humiliating" side in front of men.

It would be fine if the other party was her lover, but strictly speaking, it was just a strange man, and I didn't even know what he looked like.

Zu'an is also a little embarrassed, the third layer of Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing can help people detoxify to a certain extent, but the side effects are indeed obvious, and it is easy to make the woman's body become countless times more sensitive than usual, as if it is like that...

He coughed softly: "Those are not important. I'm curious. The seventh gold medalist saved you and trained you with one hand. He has treated you like a mountain. You have also revealed that you treat the other party like a foster father. Why do you Would you betray him and kill him instead?"